His pride seemed to be wounded by the events of the day, and when they reached Center Island, he told Tony how badly he felt about his father being the recipient of their charity, as he called it.
"Charity, Paul!" exclaimed the noble little fellow.

"Look here;" and he pulled the note he had received from Mr.Munroe out of his pocket.

"Do you call this charity ?" "Perhaps he can never pay you; at least it will be a long time." "No matter; it is a fair trade.

We lent him the money." And Tony argued the point with as much skill as a lawyer would have done, and finally so far succeeded in convincing Paul, that his face brightened with a cheerful smile, and he joined with hearty zest in the preparations for the May-day picnic.
A long spruce pole, which had been prepared for the occasion by Uncle Ben, was towed to the island by the Zephyr, and erected in a convenient place.

The brushwood in the grove was cleared from the ground, the large stones were rolled out of the way, and were used in constructing a pier for convenience in landing.